I ain't had anythin' since early yesterday."Shit, that wasn't no way ta treat anybody! "Yes, Missy, I'll git ya somethin' right away." I had passed ri...ht by my hoss, so he was along with me already. I got my canteen of water an' some pemmican what I was carryin' in my saddle bag. While I was about it, I cooled off the water soz it would be more pleasant fer the girl ta drink."Oh, thank ya so much, Mister. Hey, where'd ya find cold water in this weather? It's so good that I would drink the whole. When his Uncle and Grandfather were killed in an accident he was dragged, somewhat unwillingly, from his peaceful life as David Ransome, a Ph.D. student mathematician at Oxford, into a rôle for which he was totally untrained, in a country he had not seen since he was brought to England by his English mother at four years old. He took to it like a duck takes to water. He revelled in the harem system, and he soon learned how enjoyable absolute power can be.The country, too, had taken to him. It. I threw on a long t-shirt, black panties and leggings, my boots, and a red pull over, since it was cold. I hadn't brought much with me so I would not have to check a bag. The cab took 25 minutes to get there, and I was standing at the gate charging my phone for nearly an hour. My mind kept wandering back to some of the shenanigans from the night before. The faux lap dances we were giving each other at the club probably turned me on as much as the boys who got to witness them, and already had. The pain, the pleasure, I started to fade out. “Go get them,” he said to Sam and I thought I saw him wink at her. Did I imagine it or could they have planned this whole thing?Sam cam back carrying a small black box, when she opened it, inside where shiny black felt lined clothes pins. I could see where this was going, I wanted to stop but I didn't at the same time.“James, please” I begged him, knowing that it didn't matter what I said, this was going to happen and Sam was going to help him. Sam.